And it's peaceful in the deep
Cathedral where you cannot breathe
No need to pray, no need to speak
Now I am under all
And it's breaking over me
A thousand miles down to the sea bed
Found the place to rest my head
Never let me go
Lavender buried her face in her hands as a sob escaped her lips. Her body shuddered with the after effects of the Cruciatus curse.
"Lavender?" a voice asked, breaking her out of her thoughts. Looking up, Lavender saw Seamus taking a seat next to her. "Are you okay?" he whispered.
Lavender shook her head. No, she wasn't all right. None of them were. "I just want to go home," she whispered.
Seamus reach over, gently wiping away her tears with the pads of his thumbs. "I know, I do too," he admitted softly.
But they both knew they couldn't. It would just cause trouble for the rest of their families, and neither wanted to risk it.
His hand moved over and gently grabbed hers. Seamus was always there for her, holding her hand and offering comfort when she needed it most. Their relationship had never moved past hand holding, and as much as she wanted it to go father, she knew now wasn't the time. So the small hand holdings would have to do.
She remembered the first time he had ever approached her.
It was the beginning of the year, and Lavender had stood up for a first year. Alecto wasn't pleased at all though, and had tortured Lavender for taking the blame.
Seamus had found her crying in an abandoned alcove. He had pulled her into his arms silently, stroking her hair. "It was heroic of you to fight against them," he whispered in her ear.
And after that, they had always been there for each other, being each others strength. "Things will be all right Lav," he whispered.
"How can you be so sure?" she asked, the helplessness sinking in. "I don't know how much more I can take of this…"
Seamus pressed a kiss to her temple. "Harry's out there now, he's going to end it Lav. Things will be okay. So just cheer up, and we'll grin and bear it, making it through this together."
She sniffled, her hand coming up to rub the tears away. "Seamus, I've never properly thanked you," she said, turning around to face him.
He grinned. "Lavender, you don't have to thank me."
"But I want too," she said, smiling at him.
Seamus' eyes met hers. "I can think of way or two you can repay me," he said, a smile playing on his lips.
"Oh?" she asked, batting her eyelashes.
He nodded.
Lavender reached forward, pressing a quick kiss to his lips.
Seamus smiled as she pulled away. Wrapping his arms around her, he hugged her tightly. "We'll make it through this, you'll see."
"I hope you're right," she answered, shuddering slightly.
"I am, and when this is all over, we'll be a proper couple."
"I'd like that," she whispered against his chest.
"Take you out on a date… maybe we'll go to Paris, see all the lights."
"That sounds wonderful," Lavender admitted softly. "A small vacation, just the two of us."
Seamus nodded. "We just have to hold on for a bit longer Lavender. But we'll make it."
"We'll make it together," she finished, her voice full of hope.
Written for:
Florence and the Machine Challenge: never let me go
The Latin Challenge, Curo, Fortis
Weasley-Potter-Prewett Category Challenge: Gideon Prewett
HP Potions Competition: Grand Pepperup Potion
The "Romantics at Heart (Or Are We?)" Challenge
